We can ride along in perfect timeOr speeding past, collide and crashing, I'm in paradise.

And standing at the gates of nc State fair,I saw you smoking with all those new friends you've got to spare.And melting back in focus the sunday crowdStarted sleeping with (dreaming of) white trash heroes, tv's turned down.

In their eyes, along the neon sky (It ends like a long, imperfect time)All speeding past, collide and crashing, I'm in paradise (on the motor mile).We can ride along in perfect timeOr dreaming of the white trash heroes on the motor mile (I'm in paradise).

It ends life along the neon sky (It ends life along in perfect time)All speeding past, collide and crashing on the motor mile.We can't lie along in perfect timeAll dreaming of the white trash heroes, I'm in paradise.